Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 319 011. Qi Tongshan

"So fast?" Qi Tongli sensed something unusual in Wu Xiang's words.

His keen political sense detected something amiss.

"Get married?"

He paused, looking at Wu Xiang. The old man's smiling eyes narrowed into slits, the smile hidden in the light and shadow between his brows.

Qi Tongli pondered carefully, and he seemed to have discovered something.

Now is the time for radicals and conservatives to put aside past grievances and unite against a common enemy.

If Chi Xingluan, the eldest son of a conservative politician, were to marry Qi Tongshan, the daughter of a key military logistics officer, it would naturally have profound significance for both factions.

That signifies an improved timeline for cooperation between radicals and conservatives, giving both sides a way out. Long-standing contradictions and conflicts must be set aside in the face of major issues.

Meanwhile, the White Walkers from other districts who harbored ill intentions would also know that the White Walker forces in District 16 had reached a consensus, with the radical and conservative factions merging their strengths, and District 16's military power would be significantly enhanced.

Since ancient times, marriage has always been meant to strengthen ties between relatives. Thinking of this, Qi Tongli vaguely understood the unquestionable meaning behind Wu Xiang's words.

Here's the deal.

Qi Tongli glanced at Wen Xiang without showing any emotion.

Actually, he discovered something quite remarkable today.

The two prime ministers, who are usually at odds, surprisingly did not have any direct conflict at today's meeting.

Even... the civil prime minister was resigning to create momentum for the military prime minister.

Their relationship can be described as that of old rivals who have fought for hundreds of years. Since his childhood, he had heard that the two men, Wen and Wu, were at odds with each other. The two old men controlled the top of the White Walkers' power, so it was normal for them to fight for power.

however……

Judging from their behavior today, their relationship is not as simple as that of life-and-death rivals.

Even Prime Minister Wen has no objections, so it seems that the merging of the two factions in District 16 is inevitable.

Qi Tongli understood immediately. After a few breaths, he straightened his face, having spent many years navigating the political arena, and said in a deep voice, "Since the Prime Minister has said so, it would be rather rude of me to refuse again. Here, on behalf of my daughter, I thank the Prime Minister for his concern."

"Haha, it's nothing serious, and besides, nothing's even close to happening yet. When it comes to relationships, it's all about mutual consent. As elders, we should just watch from the sidelines."

Wu Xiang said with a smile.

“But…” Qi Tongli looked troubled and hesitated for a moment before saying, “My daughter is rather unruly and often runs away from home on her own. Not long ago, I received a message from the housekeeper that Tongshan had run away again.”

"No problem, no problem. Just go out and find it. Who isn't rebellious when they're young?" Wu Xiang didn't seem to care much.

"My lord, to be honest, her personality... it's really hard to guarantee that Young Master Luan will like her."

"Brother Qi, what are you worried about? The man has taken a liking to your girl first. He's practically offering himself up as a son-in-law. If you don't take him, you'll miss this opportunity."

Wu Xiang grinned wickedly, like a strange old man urging him on.

"My daughter's temperament and behavior are really hard to explain, and I'm afraid she might disappoint everyone."

Qi Tongli was also helpless. If it weren't for the relationship between the two factions, he wouldn't have wanted to mention his strange daughter.

"Oh? Why don't you tell me more?" Wu Xiang was also intrigued by Qi Tongli's attitude and looked at the retired military logistics chief with great interest, while his eyes lingered on Chixing Mountain out of the corner of his eye.

"Her manners were not very refined. Unlike other young ladies, she did not pay attention to etiquette. In fact, she had completely forgotten many of the manners that she had been taught since childhood."

Qi Tongli tried to find the right words to describe his daughter more objectively, but it was simply...

"She also likes to speak Chinese, saying things like... Japanese has too few swear words, and it's not as satisfying to swear as Chinese."

This is true. The He ethnic group's emphasis on etiquette and manners is almost ingrained in their bones. Although they have swear words, compared to the profound and complex swear words in Chinese, the only one that is widely known is probably "Baka yarou".

"For example?" Wu Xiang was also very curious.

“Prime Minister Wu… I can’t bring myself to curse him.” Qi Tongli looked embarrassed.

"Never mind then." The old man waved his hand, looked at Chi Xingluan beside him, and said teasingly, "As long as Lord Luan likes it."

Chi Xingluan remained silent, maintaining the humility expected of a junior, and stood quietly.

Beside him, a middle-aged man with a square face was also silent and taciturn.

"Then the most urgent task now is to find Miss Qi, right? Brother Qi, do you need help looking for her?" Wen Xiang suddenly brought it up.

"No need," Qi Tongli quickly replied. "It's already shameful enough to air our dirty laundry in public. If I can't even bring my own daughter back, I don't need to show up at the meeting."

"That's not necessary," Wu Xiang laughed heartily.

After laughing, he turned his gaze to Chi Xingluan and said leisurely, "Luan, do you know where Miss Qi is? If you do, please let me know as soon as possible, after all, it concerns your lifelong happiness."

Chi Xingluan nodded and said, "I know a platform that might have news about her, but... could I borrow a phone? I need to log into my account."

Before the meeting, in order to prevent information leakage, all participants had handed over their mobile phones and other communication devices. Wu Xiang and others were also on guard against him leaking information and had taken great care in signal jamming. Chi Xingluan did not retain any means of communication with the outside world.

Wu Xiang and Wen Xiang exchanged a glance, and then Wen Xiang took out his old-fashioned mobile phone from his waist pocket and silently handed it to Chi Xingluan.

Fortunately, it's not a feature phone, so network access was retained, and the phone was able to access the internet normally.

It's a bit laggy.

Do I need to log in?

Wu Xiangxiang was just mentioned casually.

"An account on a live streaming platform in District 9," Chi Xingluan said without hesitation.

"Hmm..." Wu Xiang pondered for a moment, then asked, "Do young people like watching live streams?"

“It’s a way to relax.” Chi Xingluan didn’t look up, but the screen remained within the sight of Wu Xiang and Wen Xiang, and nothing he did could escape their eyes.

Soon, a cartoon image of a shark swimming around finished loading, and Chi Xingluan logged into his live streaming account.

He searched for "Chen Xingtong," and soon, a live stream window appeared on the screen—

The video, titled "Daily Life of a Female International Student in Ward 9 in Ward 16," is an outdoor live stream.

A girl's face appears on the screen. Judging from her gestures and the camera angle, she is currently holding a selfie stick. The background behind her is clearly a restaurant somewhere in the 16th arrondissement.

"Hey old folks, I heard there's a rice noodle roll shop in the 9th ward of Sakyo. I'm here to check it out and see if it's authentic."

The girl spoke fluent Mandarin, and her tone was something that clearly couldn't be imitated without living in District 9 for at least ten years.

Wu Xiang raised an eyebrow and looked at Qi Tongli.

The latter nodded awkwardly.

"That's quite interesting," Wu Xiang said with a broad smile. "He can broadcast something, and he's good-looking too, so why isn't he popular?"

At this moment, Chi Xingluan turned to the tipping screen, a faint glint appearing in his eyes.

Wu Xiang was also curious about what he was doing, but he did not stop him.

Three small rockets were launched in succession during the live broadcast.

The girl glanced at the window and called out loudly, "Thank you so much, 'Golden Palace,' for the three rockets! Oh, you're too kind, sir. I have no way to repay you, so I'll just wish you infertility and many children and much happiness."

(End of this chapter)